Chapter 1439 You Have to Like Me, Like Me Longer 391

But as she grew up, Wen Momo only knew that little brother Jing Ling was not as scary as she imagined, but it seemed that she rarely had the chance to see him again...

So, how can these two children play together so well?

And seeing Wen Momo jumping up and down like an idiot with joy, why does she always feel that there is something wrong with these two.

So, Ruwei frowned hesitantly and asked, "Why are you with him?"

Wen Momo lowered her head, her fingers restlessly pawed at the black oil-paper umbrella in her hand, and said while pawing, "Well...it was after I went out to buy things, it rained, and then I happened to meet my brother, and he took I went home to avoid the rain for a while, and then sent me back..."

"You talk as you say, what are you blushing for?" Looking at her blushing daughter, Ruowei was... inexplicably confused.

Wen Momo's cheeks blushed even more when she heard her mother's words. She covered both sides of her face and said duplicity: "I'm not blushing..."

"Wen Momo..." Ruwei squinted her eyes and looked at her.

Wen Momo sniffed, lowered her head and hummed, "Mother, I've caught a cold."

If you didn't see that the little girl's nose was red, it was a sign of illness, so she couldn't help snorting, let her go for a while, took the medicine bag in her hand, and didn't forget to flick her lightly. The forehead said: "Give your mother back to the house and lie down, and I will beat you if you run out."

Wen Momo knew that her mother was just trying to scare her, so she happily went back to her room with her umbrella.

Brother gave her an umbrella...

She should keep it well.

...

At that time, Jing Ling, who was sitting in the carriage, looked down at the bag of candy in his hand for a long time, and finally peeled off a small piece of candy wrapper, and tasted a candy.

It's a fudge with a slightly cold mint flavor.

Jingling didn't think it was so delicious. The reason why she wanted to taste it was probably because Wen Momo's eyes were too eager. It seemed that she liked to eat candy very much.

As soon as the carriage stopped outside the yard, Bai Ling ran out from inside, looked at him expectantly by the door and asked, "Did you send Momo home safely?"

Jing Ling looked up at her mother, nodded helplessly, and walked in.

Bai Ling followed him in and said to him, "Momo is really good."

"oh."

Bai Ling suddenly said a little excitedly: "When your father comes back, I'll tell him, let's go to their house and sit down together tomorrow..."

Jing Ling paused, and turned to look at Bai Ling with a complicated expression: "...Mother, what are you doing at their house?"

"Let's chat...don't think too much."

"Go and talk on your own."

"Jing Ling, let me tell you..." Bai Ling was about to speak to persuade him, when he suddenly sniffed him, "Um, what kind of candy did you eat? Don't you not like candy?"

"...No." Jingling tried to argue.

But Bai Ling was sharp-eyed and took out the unpacked candy from his sleeve, Jing Ling's ears turned red, and he deliberately said coldly: "Mother, return it to me."

Bai Ling smiled and returned, "Oh, you are really, Momo gave it to you, right? No wonder you are willing to eat candy. Then it's settled, we will visit Momo's house tomorrow!"

Jing Ling gave her a rare childish look, snatched back the bag of candy, turned and left.

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(Tomorrow, Xiaobo will be updated)